I pulled up at the corner, everybody here knows I'm about to conquer, I think it's high time my time to show you whose the master when I step in the booth, the whole world rumbles, I'm about to scramble you like a piece of paper .. trash in the bin like unwanted lyrics from ghost writers...yhh I can't be seen but my lyrics touches the soul, you could be as nice as flamingos, but when u step out of the line, you destroy the whole pattern like dominoes that's why no amigoes for me...yoo I've got so much flows cooking, my pans overflowing ,maybe I'm overdoing... it.. yoo, you've been listening to ungrooved music, chances are you've been deceived, I just received your letter of dismay you sent to my email, it's a distress signal ,it's a Mayday, I'm hear to conquer